The World Is An Illusion
The world is an illusion
Life is one scene of a play
One moment, one word of a conversation
One ant scurrying across the universe
The world will forget me
one dot in a painting
one star in the night sky
but would a painting be one without one dot?
Every dot, every star creates a story
greater than a painting or even life itself
each part tells of a tale that has evolved
as each dot has evolved itself
For if that dot or star evolved wouldn't the whole change?
a star dies in a supernova
a dot fades away
the picture will never be the same again
And if the dot did fade away where would it go?
The end of a life but the beginning of a new one
Dead but alive in another life
That is if the dot and star existed in the first place
The world is just an illusion
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